Pei Ziyuan felt weak all over, filled with regret, and also extremely resentful of Qin Huai for coming to join in the fun.
If something really happens, even if you have a mouth full of grime, you still won't be able to explain yourself and you'll be wronged to death.
Meanwhile, the frantic collisions continued.
This is on a series of curves!
It tests not only the car's performance, but also the driver's skill.
Qin Huai's technical skills are beyond question.
This was the first time Huang Mao had ever pulled something like this.
In other words, he had little experience and wasn't very well prepared psychologically.
He panicked when Qin Huai retaliated.
The more panicked a person is, the more likely something bad is to happen.
When Qin Huai deliberately rammed into it again, the race car couldn't turn in time.
The blond-haired man was terrified and screamed.
But having driven at high speeds for many years, he was quite experienced. He immediately applied the handbrake and turned the steering wheel wildly.
After the hood and bumper rubbed against the railing, the wheel, which was hanging half a tire above the edge, was finally lifted back by him.
Then, with little room for maneuver, the race car crashed headfirst into the mountainside with a loud bang.
The hood was completely damaged, and the A-pillars were deformed.
The airbag deployed, and the force of the impact knocked the blond-haired man unconscious.
The wheels were still scraping against the ground, kicking up a cloud of black smoke, before finally coming to a stop.
After a moment of deathly silence, many people rushed over in their cars to rescue the people.
Qin Huai parked his car not far away, coldly staring at the nearly totaled race car, a fierce glint in his eyes.
Qin Huai never hesitates to kill those who want him dead.
The blond-haired kid has already decided to die.
But he's definitely not dead yet, so we need to finish him off.
We have to make up for it, what if he becomes the next Shu Guangxuan?
Thinking this, Qin Huai got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and then walked towards the race car.
But then, there was a loud bang.
Someone fell from the sky and landed on the roof of the entry-level coupe, quickly rolling over to dissipate the force.
Immediately afterwards, a dagger was pressed against Qin Huai's neck.
A cold, sharp voice rang in my ears: "If you don't want to die, drive me away right now!"
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